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Charlotte’s Nutcase Virtual Blog Tour

Wednesday, December 31st, 2008

More details to follow as we firm them up. Charlotte Hughes will be doing a real life book tour for NUTCASE as well but this will be her first virtual  book our:

February 17th-
http://www.LongandShortReviews.com

February 20th-
http://www.MuchCheaperThanTherapy.blogspot.com

February 24th-
http://www.RomanceJunkies.com

February 25th-
http://www.CasablancaAuthors.blogspot.com

February 26th-
http://www.RomanceNovel.TV

February 27th-
http://Dearauthor.com

February 28th-
http://PoesDeadlyDaughters.blogspot.com

March 5th-
http://LoveIsAnExplodingCigar.com

March 10th-
http://CoffeeTimeRomance.com (concludes the tour & includes a chat)

Finding the “Merry” in Christmas

Friday, December 12th, 2008

 

Well, if you’re like me, you’re having a difficult time finding a reason to be merry this Christmas. All you have to do is turn on the news channels to find out our country is in deep doodoo. 

Finally, I decided to stop watching the news for a while, get away from all the doom and gloom. 

It’s not that easy to find uplifting shows right now. I don’t want to watch “CSI,” “Forensic Files,” or “Snapped,” because I don’t want to see all the blood and guts. Same thing with the bio and history channel. The bio channel seems intent on covering the lives of bloody kings and various other rulers. I don’t want to be reminded what a monster Hilter was. 

And don’t even talk to me about watching “Animal Planet” or similar shows because there is always some lion or tiger chasing a rabbit who doesn’t stand a chance; and if you don’t change the channel quickly enough you’ll have to watch “the kill,” which includes tearing the poor rabbit to smithereens. Then there’s some kind of planet-type channel where we’re told how our earth is in peril, and all the polar bears are dying. How depressing!  

It’s not that I don’t care. I care very much; but after a while I begin to feel helpless and hopeless. 

No wonder so many Americans are hooked on “American Idol,” and “Dancing with the Stars.” 

Thank God for the Hallmark channel! They’re running Christmas movies this month. Last night I watched three “feel good” movies back-to-back, and I awoke this morning feeling upbeat. I even put up my Christmas tree! 

But I have to confess, I almost didn’t bother. I was so bogged down with all the bad stuff that’s happening in the world I thought, why bother? Then, I realized that it was not all about me and my worries. Although Christmas sometimes feels too materialistic, it reminded me that I can still find joy, no matter what the doomsayers are predicting.  

The cool thing about this country is how determined us Americans are. We’re a bunch that, when challenged with a recession, we still cling to hope. Just like everyone else I’ve been affected by our troubled economy. Christmas is not going to be elaborate this year for our family, but for some reason I don’t care. We will give what we can. Like the rest of the country we will find at least one or two reasons to be grateful. If you’re having trouble finding that reason, make a gratitude list. I’ll bet, like me, you’ll find blessings in even the most difficult times. Americans never give up. What an awesome country we live in!

Identity Theft…

Tuesday, December 9th, 2008

People are so worried about having their identity stolen. Not me. Nobody wants to be me because my life is boring. Okay, I have no life.

I know this is a dumb question, but if somebody steals your identity does that mean they have to pay your mortgage and credit cards? Do they have to show up at those boring family reunions where there is always an uncle who wants you to pull his finger?

I wouldn’t even steal my identity.

Exercising Can Be Harmful to Your Health..

Saturday, November 1st, 2008

Wouldn’t you know it…  This morning in a phone conversation, I told my mom I had to start exercising. I even put on exercise clothes.

But first, I went online to check my E-mail. And it’s a good thing I did because AOL Health had an article, “Exercises You Can Stop Doing.” I don’t know why I was so relieved to see it since I haven’t been doing any exercising, but at least I haven’t been causing myself bodily injuries like those idiots who work out every day.

Truthfully, I sort of wore myself out talking about all the reasons I needed to exercise, then looking for something to exercise in; plus, I had to find my running shoes, no easy task in my closet. I don’t know why they’re called running shoes. The last time I remember running is when I was a kid, and I was being chased by a big dog at the time. Instead of calling them running shoes I should call them ‘sitting at the back of my closet doing nothing shoes.’

I think I’ll put off exercising until I’ve had a nap.

If You Want to Get Rich, Go Into Yard Care, Contracting, or Appliance Repair

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

If you want to get rich in Beaufort, SC, go into yard care, contracting, or appliance repair.

I haven’t had a vacation since I don’t know when, but my yard guy goes to Florida or Vegas every few months, during which time my grass grows knee deep. The guy who works on my appliances is a member of the Yacht Club and sends his kids to private school. You can’t afford a handy man unless you make seven figures. Last year, I tried to hire a guy to make an emergency repair in my house, and he told me he only did emergencies for clients who kept him on retainer. Don’t even try to hire somebody to clean your house around here. They set up an appointment, go room by room, and give you an estimate of what it’s going to cost. For a minimum of $25 per hour, tax free, they’ll agree to do light cleaning. It takes me an hour to straighten my house before they show up, IF they show up. I have to make all the beds, take out the trash and items to be recycled. I am given a list of cleaning items they prefer using. I don’t dare ask them to clean my windows or they’ll walk out and tell all the other cleaning people how unreasonable I am, and my name will be mud in this town.

Oh, and these people don’t have to wait two months for a book contract to go through; then, another two months for payment. You’d better have your checkbook in hand before they come through the door.

I’m definitely in the wrong business!

The Magic of Books and Gardens

Tuesday, October 21st, 2008

By Peggy Webb (Guest blog- Mississipian Peggy Webb is the author of 64 novels, including Driving Me Crazy which was submitted for a Pulitzer. Beloved for her comedy and lyrical writing, she has turned her talents from romance to mystery with her debut Southern Cousins Mystery Series ).

I have four lush and lovely English gardens at my house, and I created every one of them from scratch. When I moved into the little cottage where I write with three dogs at my feet, I had eight shrubs lined along the front porch. They looked like meatballs. Looking out the window at that pitiful display inspired nothing in me except the urge to pull the shrubs out by the screaming roots and start all over.

You see, great gardens are like great books; both require vision, planning, hard work and the talent to make them grow.

I started my gardens with a barren patch of earth underneath a giant pecan tree and a venerable cedar. It took almost a year to haul camellias and daisy gardenias up from Fairhope, Alabama and Pensacola, Florida then plant Columbine, bearded iris and every variety of daffodil known to man. Next I collected old brick from my farm and laid a winding pathway through the newly named Enchanted Garden. The finishing touch was a pergola complete with climbing roses and Carolina jasmine. I dug every hole, planted every flower, hauled every brick and even built the pergola (with help from my daughter-in-law).We played the Tom Sawyer trick of making the building project look like such fun, the neighbors joined in.

Additionally, I now have the Angel Garden, Sugar’s Garden and the Secret Garden. In the way of every great garden and every great book, they provide year-round magic.

Where do you find your magic? What parallels do you see between gardens and books? What’s growing in your garden and sitting in your bookshelves? I’d love to hear from you!
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ELVIS AND THE DEARLY DEPARTED by Peggy Webb is in bookstores NOW!   It’s the first book of her new comedic SOUTHERN COUSINS MYSTERY SERIES, starring the zany Valentine cousins and a sleuthing Basset hound who thinks he’s the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll. Think “Stepahnie Plum meet Fried Green Tomatoes.”   When the body of a prominent  psysician goes missing from Uncle Charlie’s Eternal Rest Funeral home, the Valentine cousins (and Elvis, too, of course) set out in hot pursuit of the recently imbalmed, last bound for Las Vegas by way of downtown Tupelo.  Her website is at PeggyWeb.com 

Plan to Offer Some Guest Blogs at Group Therapy Blog

Saturday, October 11th, 2008

I am going to be doing a few new things with my blogs. First, I am networking with other blogs. I will also do a blog tour of seven or eight sites. I’ll inform readers in time for the release of my second book in the CRAZY series, book #2 titled NUTCASE.

Since I know many fine writers, I plan to offer guest blogs so be sure to keep an eye out.

My Pig Sty Office

Wednesday, October 8th, 2008

My pig-sty office.

If the Health Department saw my office they would close me down. It’s so bad I shudder every time I step inside.

With each new book, I promise myself that I won’t let things get “out of hand” in my office, but before long, I’m tripping over research books and trying to find important papers beneath a tall stack of correspondence that I plan to answer as soon as I have time. Oh, and did I mention all the papers lining my floor?

Sadly, as time goes on, I start looking as bad as my office. I’m real perky and energetic when I start my new book, but as the weeks and months pass and my deadline approaches my appearance goes to hell. No time for make up OR and the curling iron. At that point it’s all I can do to brush my teeth and take a bath on a daily basis.

Once the book gets into the hands of my editor, and AFTER I crash for 24-48 hours I come up for air, and it takes a week to get my life on track, during which time I run errands, go to doctor and dentist appointments, visit my hairdresser and so on.

If I’ve painted a pretty scary picture, it shows what most authors go through to get the book OUT.

Whew! The things writers have to go through.

Palin a “Trophy” VP and Enough of John Edwards..

Sunday, August 31st, 2008

Oh, yay, John Edwards is going to come out of hiding and speak at Hofstra University in NY on Sept 8. Elizabeth had originally planned to be with him but has since changed her mind. Smart lady.

Don’t get me wrong. I used to like John Edwards, even though I got tired of hearing how poor he used to be. Has anybody bothered to see how UNpoor he is now? His damn estate is so large you have to look at it from an aerial view.

Here is the reason I’m pissed off, and it has nothing to do with politics. Had the shoe been on the other foot and Elizabeth had been running for president, I think she would have stepped down the moment she learned her husband had cancer. She would have wanted to be by his side during chemo. She would have been at every doctor’s visit, and she would have been studying things like nutrition and looking into every wellness program under the sun.

That’s how women do things. If we get stressed out, we eat too much chocolate or buy more shoes than we’ll ever wear, but we don’t normally race out and have an affair and spend months lying about it. 

Frankly, I can’t think of one thing John Edwards has to say that I want to hear.

Okay, now I’ll have my political say on John McCain and probably piss off everybody, but would someone tell me why he chose Sarah what’s-her-face for his vice president? Did you see the interview where she was sitting in a chair wanting to know what exactly a vice president does? I’m thinking, “Uh oh, that doesn’t sound so good.” Maybe there’s a book out there titled, “Vice President for Dummies.”

Bad enough McCain dumped wife number one for a trophy wife — Cindy McCain is 17 years younger — now he’s chosen a trophy vice president. If he’s hoping to appeal to women voters who stood behind Hillary Clinton, he made a bad mistake. Sarah is no Hillary.

That’s my opinion for what it’s worth.

Let’s Get Dead Serious a Minute

Saturday, August 23rd, 2008

 

Okay, this has been all over the news so I’m sure everybody has seen it…  There is a death row inmate, Richard Cooey, claiming he’s too fat to be executed. 

 

No, this is for real.  I don’t make these things up.  Check out chicagotribune.com and you’ll get the whole story, but the gist of it is that the executioners would have a hard time finding a vein in all that flab, and it might screw up the lethal injection cocktail.  Also, this guy takes a drug for migraine headaches that “experts” fear would get in the way of him being anesthetized.

 

The bottom line in the argument is that, unless the condemned person is anesthetized, he is likely to feel a shitload of pain when the lethal injection kicks in.  Sort of like the pain his victims felt, two young women he raped and murdered in 1986.

 

You know, I used to be 100% against the death penalty.  That is, until I had children and saw what some people did to children.  Until I learned that these monsters felt no remorse for what they did to the children or the families of those children.  And then I realized that ALL victims feel pain and fear before their lives are taken, not just little children.

 

I would never sit on a jury in a case seeking the death penalty, but I am tired of hearing about the rights of the condemned because guess what, his victim has lost all rights.  Remember Natalie Holloway?  She wanted to be a doctor.  Think of the difference she could have made in our world!   So many victims; so many lost dreams.

 

I think Richard Cooey should go on a diet.  Maybe he could be the next Jenny Craig spokesperson.  And what about exercise?  Aren’t these guys given an hour of free time in the exercise yard?  I’m pretty sure they have TV.  Maybe Richard should turn to one of those early morning exercise programs.  Maybe he should give up bread and dessert.

 

Guess what, Richard?  You’ve lived 12 years longer than the women you killed.  Stop whining.